"There are some of them," he said, "who'd give their good right arm to know about them.”
"We knew about them a thousand years ago," the girl said. "Myself and one other. I wonder…”
She whirled on Gary. "Let's get out of here," she cried. "I have a horror of this place.”
"Anything you want to take?" he asked. "Anything I can get together for you?”
She made an impatient gesture.
"No," she said. "I want to forget this place.”
Chapter Three
The Space Pup arrowed steadily toward Pluto. From the engine room came the subdued hum of the geosectors. The vision plate looked out on ebon space with its far-flung way posts of tiny, steely stars. The needle was climbing up near the thousand-miles-a-second mark.
Caroline Martin leaned forward in her chair and stared out at the vastness that stretched eternally ahead. "I could stay and watch forever," she exulted.
Gary, lounging back in the pilot's seat, said quietly: